24 January 2006
8:48 PM
To get me through today, I have a new bouquet of hothouse Australian flowers on my dinner table. I really am constantly
amazed at the creations God has blessed us with, and through this long dreary painful sickly day, we are reminded that "
The Lord will Fulfill His purpose for me" (Psalm 138:8), and His love endures forever.
that pink monster flower feels like velvet to touch. I didn't even know such flowers existed.
that's my fav vase of french crystal..
[edit] I've realised ever since, I have never been happy with the things I've received. There are always others who kill the joy within, and I am left with the remains of whatever happiness I can salvage. Tell me, is that fair. Why is it that every time, ever since, I have never truly been able to celebrate. Just to celebrate. It must be me then. The fault must be mine. [/edit]______________________________
